funny old world

Pobox’s spam filter bounced something purporting to be from Arturo Fuente <yoichi@t-online.de> – someone with a Spanish name and a Japanese handle, posting from Germany? Not impossible, of course.

(Russell advises me that Arturo Fuente is a brand of cigar. Do they grow tobacco in Perú?)

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when I’m virtually on the street where you live

All About Eve (1950) contains a brief scene of Eve Harrington (Anne Baxter) and Addison DeWitt (George Sanders) walking along a back-projected street, something I’ve rarely seen. I wonder why it was done. — Ah, on second thought: The street appears to be a real one in Connecticut, and back-projection was easier than taking the actors there (from Hollywood) for one shot.

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yet another item of mere historical interest

In two months and a bit since opening comments, this blog received just eight, of which half were mere applause; and Blogger makes handling comments a bit of a nuisance. So I’ve turned commenting back off; and incorporated the four substantive comments as addenda to the original posts, which is what I do anyway when someone bothers to write to me.

Can you tell that I’m grouchy today?

Later: One friend takes the above as a complaint – he did not use the word whine – about your collective failure to provide more comments. Please set your minds at ease! I opened comments only because that same friend remarked cattily two or three times on their absence; on closing them I felt a duty to announce and explain the end of the experiment.

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with all due respect

Civil disobedience at its finest (cited by Bill St Clair, who got it from Claire Wolfe)

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the loose canon

I’ve now seen Rashômon twice, about twenty years apart, and still can’t see what’s so great about it.

My housemate asked: “Is there a Japanese School of Overacting?”

November: And who can translate the title for me? The frame story takes place in a ruined monumental gate on which a sign of three characters can be seen; the third is mon ‘gate’, so presumably Rashômon is the name of the place. One of the other kanji — I’ve now forgotten which — means ‘life’ or (as on Asahi beer labels) ‘fresh’. I couldn’t make out the third.

a year later:

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nightmares

I dreamed that Ed Pegg had closed down Mathpuzzle and moved to the Balkans. (Whew.)

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arc en ciel

Sunlight refracted by Venus at the edge of the transit

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